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We were kids playing hide and seek and he was it but not for long because he knew where I was for I always slinked underneath the lamp with a canopy of cloth and cookies that may distract others but not him because he was it and I could hear him humming some song about … Continue reading
Winter is carried on the wind of carnage and caught in the leaves left ruined and falling onto me as I sit alone wishing for better company than the snow that’ll bury me if I sit here watching the summer sun soak one more time in a season that is too long and another that … Continue reading
It was just regular routine of waking and masturbating when the funeral procession passed by my window with a woman, or what was left of her, wearing white to cover what wasn’t while I grabbed flesh hard and happy and good just a bit tighter ya a bit like that slower, fuller, redder like the cars … Continue reading
Cancer has been excised and I’m empty with nothing to talk about in my electric chair and at my desk that coughs with hope in a place it never should’ve lasted like a daisy in Time Square that was fed the suns of business though it is darkness now where I still sit unmoving the … Continue reading
It takes women to make you realize how lucky you were to have one and then how unlucky you were to have one because you’ll want more of her in someone else and her is not her here and she is not she there in someone else * If only people were to notice me … Continue reading
The dog moaned with bone and body in the wrong places and it was my job to set them right by taking my friend outside on a sun peached day where clothes wetted the wind and the land waved yellow and the dog winced as I brought it to the field where we had our many … Continue reading
A good friend of mine joined the military because he wanted to kill someone and I told him I was scared for him and he said I shouldn’t be and I said fine but you don’t have to go through all those hoops just to end a life and he said but I wouldn’t get … Continue reading
Nobody publishes poetry anymore and I am a no body publishing poetry to people like you and I am afraid to waste your time or that you’re hoping for something from me or worse yet is that you’re not and that you’re sick because I am and you are reading this insisting on a cure … Continue reading
The end of a relationship is a funeral where you see other couples who kiss and laugh and love like you loved and you are reminded that in another life not so dressed in black that maybe you’d be with that girl who is with that boy who would be with no one if you … Continue reading
I heard there was a poem written that can cure death but I don’t remember how it goes or who wrote it or if it really ever ended, if it just continued and continued even here and in the next and the next until there is no more, but I suppose there always will be … Continue reading
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